October 04, 2012

Please forgive my lack of studio polish. I am pretty much yelling into a tin can connected to my laptop with string. And now, without further ado, Rise of the ELDRZA AKA InkweLL Cool J presents ...

(Note for my age-deprived fans: this is a parody of LL Cool J's old school jam "Going Back to Cali." Look it up.)

Going back to Ravni, Ravni, RavniI'm going back to Ravni ... ca, I don't think so.I'm going back to Ravni, Ravni, RavniI'm going back to Ravni ... ca, I don't think so.

Going back to Ravni, the city, so grittyno itty-bitty shred of pity, on these mean streetsTwo-fers of mana, supposed to choose a guildBut for now I’mma stay a free agentCause there’s ladies in the Senate and the Barracks and the Sewers and I’m pleasedto make their acquaintanceKABOOM spells are flowin, keyrunes tappinSwervin to dodge that mana-screwSpeech is slurred, summon a birdDrop a shock and take 2.[chorus]I’m going back to Ravni, samplin em, tramplin emRampin em to drops they never before hitIn the garden of the Conclave, tree roots squirmWhere the dryads wink, then populate a wurmLike a prison term, Azorius, she’s draininMotionin, fili-busterin, detaininI met her at the Swarm, to scavenge up some hugsI want her bod, Jarad, but I don’t want your bugs.[chorus]I’m going back to Ravni, blasting, surpassingcasting all my charms, all three modesHer smile - leered; type - weirdShe said, she liked, steam.She showed me a chain, mocked my painand unleashed a devilish scream.Now I thought I was sick, but this girl was sickerShe’s lustin for arterial sprayI said, “Let’s park,” ignited my sparkand planeswalked the hell away.